-"Oh no", I yelled. I ran out the door, and sprinted towards the Eight-Plates, as fast as I could. Meanwhile I heard the guards yelling me to stop.
I finally reached the Eight-Plates, and ran inside and saw the Kahjiiti girl. I quickly threw the bag with diamonds to her, after half-a-minute, she was gone, and I felt an armoured gauntlet on my shoulder.
-"Lets move outlander, you are going to the jail in the fort".
Then I was knocked out, ( I still dont know why the guards normally do that to poor Telina) given a bag over my head and then taken to the fort. After seven hours I woke up, just to find myself behind the good oldfashioned hatefull steel bars.
-"Hello, guard, anyone come here now". I yelled.
-"What do you want, Dark Elf" a wery big imperial asked me.
-"I want to get out of here" I said with a wery angry tone,( and there was aleredy shooting small sparks from my hands beacuse of my magic skills, was getting forced out by my anger).
-"Oh yes, you shall gat out from here in two weeks".
My anger was getting wery strong. I had just done a little thing. ( Wait a minute, I had resisted arrest, trespassed again, stolen a couple of diamond's and called the guards some terrible things after I woke up. Now I could understand why I had been given two weeks.)
Suddenly iy just snapped, I shouted out the words, -"Fiera Cronos". Fierce lightning bolts was pouring out of my fingers, and the guard screamed as the fierce electric powers was flowing trough him, and the metal armour was just increasing it.
I did not stop, before the armour lay broken and the awful stench of burnt flesh reached my nose. Lucklily the guards in the higher floors had not heard the screams of their friend, and I quickly disposed his body by throwing a fireball at him.
And now was the big old problem, how to breach out of an armoured cell, I lost all hope of getting out after an hour, and fell asleep, hoping that they was not going to send someone down to check at me.
A small -"Click" from the lock made me wake up, there stood the small Kahjiiti girl, with all my items and a potion off what looked like invisibility.
-"Come, take potion, drink and run out of here".
I did not even have the time to thank her before she was gone. Normally i hated beings like her, but the Kahjiits was actually getting almost acceptable to me. I heard the sound of a door opening, so I emptied the bottle, and ran as fast as I could back to balmora.
When I was back at the upper parts of town, I saw the sign on a building.
The Morag Tong.
Hope you enjoy, and I sincerely hope that you know why I wrote Morag tong at the end of this post. Merry Christmas.
This post has been edited by Telendil Delvanni: Dec 20 2005, 07:43 PM